Tess Gaerthé - Little pink thing

What did he do to make such a show
He knows it too, it gives me a blow
Oohooow, oohooow
Nothing to show, for not better than me
It makes me sore, why don’t I see
Mmmmm, mmmmm

He calls me a 'little pink thing', a flimsy babe
That can't sing
He knows it drives me nuts, it goes too far
You know he deals with a star
Yeah, calls me 'little pink thing', a silly babe
That can't sing
It seems so unfair, why should I care?

His dazzling smile, the radiant eyes
Away for a while, just another try
Aahaa, aahhaa
I’m left with pain, waiting for more
It is insane, I cry on the floor
Ooohoo He calls me a 'little pink thing', a flimsy babe
That can't sing
He knows it drives me nuts, it goes too far
You know he deals with a star
Yeah, calls me 'little pink thing', a silly babe
That can't sing
It seems so unfair, why should I care?

Come here, come here, with your dazzling smile
Come back and hold me for a while
Stop being such a jerk
Fed up with being so alert
Why do I always have to hear when…

He calls me a 'little pink thing', a flimsy babe
That can't sing
He knows it drives me nuts, it goes too far
You know he deals with a star
Yeah, calls me 'little pink thing', a silly babe
That can't sing
It seems so unfair, why should I care?

It seems so unfair, why should I care?